There once was a little girl who never once stopped dreaming of her life once she grew up. A prefect husband, no more money problems, never going hungry, a beautiful daughter. But when the little girl told her mother of her dreams of the future she would always say "It will never be perfect you will end up as a maid and mop the floors like I do!" The girl never lost courage through the years but her parents got ill and she was left to tend to her younger siblings but as she got older she was accepted into a great school where she met a lovely man who loved her so much and the rest was history she was a doctor and invented medicine for the ill
The Little Girl
There once was a little girl who never once stopped dreaming of her life once she grew up. A prefect husband, no more money problems, never going hungry, a beautiful daughter. But when the little girl told her mother of her dreams of the future she would always say "It will never be perfect you will end up as a maid and mop the floors like I do!" The girl never lost courage through the years but her parents got ill and she was left to tend to her younger siblings but as she got older she was accepted into a great school where she met a lovely man who loved her so much and the rest was history she was a doctor and invented medicine for the ill
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Girl on the sidelines
Why.
why must you love her
while I am stuck loving you from afar.
Our friends say we are good for eachother.
You smile and make me feel safe,
but then there is her. -
The Three Words
So hard to breath
when they just won’t come out.
But the more it hurts
the more it needs to be said
The words that nobody wants to hear
But at the same time, dying for them to come out.
They mean so so much -
What's the direction you choose?
I walk down a path
wondering which choice to make.
So many signs.
Colored roads.
Dead ends.
That you can get lost so easily –
how could one possibly know the right choice?
Even with directions being given,
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